The detective had been called only one hour earlier by a Mr. Malvolio. An interesting name thought the detective. He hadn't given a last name and had seemed to be in a rush. During the call he had been instructed to arrive at a restaurant. To receive the papers relating to the case he was being hired for. He strolled into the restaurant. Not the typical place to receive files and certainly to fancy. A waiter seemed to notice his entrance.
“Hello sir. How may I help you?” he asked with a seemingly confused look on his face. “I’m looking for a Mr. Malvolio.”
“Of course, sir. Please follow me.”
The detective arrived at a private room, the kind you have to reserve. In the room there was a small table and at the end sat a man. The detective walked …show more content…
He had started reading them when Malvolio announced that he had other business to attend to and instructions for what the detective shall do were included in the files. The detective read them and thought Why even give such vague instructions. Mallory’s sister was the only possible suspect. She didn’t have an alibi and Mallory’s friends had said they recently had a fight they also mentioned that no one hated her because she was kind to everyone. No one had questioned her sister though, because her friends had also said she had been so stricken by grief she wouldn’t talk to anyone nor come out of her apartment. She was the only suspect, so she would have to be